I'm sitting alone at work again so I thought I might finish up my thoughts from yesterday. Yes, I do hate my job, but I am taking action to seek out something more fullfilling. I am taking my time for the most part; really thinking about what it is I want to do with my life. Strange, I'm 28 and still dont know what I want to be when I grow up. I have a Bachelors degree in English and Language Arts which is getting dusty from lack of use. No, I dont want to be a teacher. English and writing were always my strengths so instead of learning a new skill in college I chose to fine tune the ones I already posessed. Sadly, writing has taken me nowhere. Over the last year or so I have lost the drive to write. I dont know what happened to it, but the passion left me. I waited patiently for it to come back on its own, but now I must seek it out to get it back.
I was pretty sour yesterday by the time I got home. I dont think I cracked a smile all day and that somehow carried over to my apartment. I looked around at my usual mess and was ready to escape. I dont know where it came from, this sudden urge to flee, but it does sneak up on me every once in a while. I have fled once before and with very little notice. I'm not sure if that was a good move or a bad move but it did get me out of a nasty rut. I must say though the excitement of being in a new place with new people was not satisfying for very long. My current location has been my home for about a year and a half. I still dont know very many people here but Im ok with that, I think. Ive never needed lots of people around, but I used to have a lot more people around. I feel like if I move again, so a place further away from my childhood home, maybe I will truely be able to start a new life and find what I'm looking for. I tend to stay at a radius of 2 hours away from my childhood home. Perhaps a different climate. I decided yesterday that I hate hot weather, and that's a bad thing considering that in Kentucky you tend to have hot and humid summers. Would I be more satisfied with life in a cooler region? Is mountain air right for me? Would I miss my dad too much to function? That's what always pulls me back. I am a Daddy's Girl. I hate the thought of not being able to get to my Dad when I need him, or him not able to get to me. Ah.
On to happier things...
I have the sweetest cat in the world. She has only been a member of my family for two months now and I honestly don't know what I did before I had her. She likes to cuddle. She likes her belly rubbed. She has the sweetest little face that always greets me at the door when I come home along with the cutest little meow that says "HI!! How was your day?" And everynight while I'm watching TV she will climb onto me and lay down and watch me until she falls asleep. She's my buddy. I'll put up pictures of her soon.
I'm open to any thoughts and/or comments so lets have them....
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